Often when I go shopping it is for one of two reasons. One is I just want to walk around and gather inspiration, and maybe pick up one or two cute things if the spirit moves me. The other is I am looking for an exact item that should be ubiquitous and yet I cannot find no matter how many stores I enter (apparently I am insanely picky). Therefore, you can imagine that shopping is not always my favorite activity. But rarely, very rarely, a third thing happens. I find an item that just screams “JEANNE” that I have to have, reason be damned. That is the story of this skirt. I walked into J. Crew, saw this beauty with it’s zipper detail, perfect coloring and flattering cut, and all rational thought flew out the window. This skirt had to be mine, and I would do anything to get it.
Except pay almost $200. I mean, I may have been in love, but I hadn’t gone insane. So I left J. Crew, my wallet intact but my heart just a little bit broken. One would think that would have been it, and it almost was. I moved on, bought other skirts (lesser skirts…), but in the back of my mind, I never forgot the one that got away. Then recently I am walking around, just browsing, and guess what item was on sale plus some outrageous percentage off? That’s right, my skirt! So I snatched it up and literally ran to the check out line, scared someone would take it away from me or say it was somehow exempt from the sale (it was a dramatic moment, drenched in cinematic tension). Blessedly, I emerged with skirt in hand, a song in my heart and wallet no worse for the wear. Ok, perhaps this glorious skirt didn’t make it’s way to my closet through divine intervention (Is there a God of fashion? I like to think so…), but I like to think I had earned just a bit of shopping karma and this was me happily cashing it in.